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Intimate Joy (Free verse) by flightoffancy The sun sinks with a sigh,
gazing with longing at the moon.
Knowing he can never have his distant mistress,
unable to cross the uncrossable void.
Once I looked into that void,
never finding what I sought.
Now your arms reach for me
and the nothingness becomes the intimate joy
we know as love.
Up the ladder:
Ode To The Fly In My Beer
Down the ladder:
Suicide.....
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Posted: October 24, 2005 8:44 PM PDT; Last modified: October 24, 2005 8:44 PM PDTWeighted score: 5.095362 Overall Rank: 6140 Comments:
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zodiac @ 217.144.7.195
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25-Oct-05/12:57 PM
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By a bizarre coincidence, a guy in this internet cafe just asked me what the English word "intimate" means. I'm afraid to ask why he wants to know.
The uncrossable void line doesn't really work
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